It was now morning, and you didn't take Goodwitch's advice about getting sleep and stayed awake the whole night, though you did plan on getting sleep tonight
Right now, you stood outside of your first classroom, waiting for the professor to arrive
You remember that his name was Professor Port, and he taught something involving the Grimm. You couldn't bother remembering as it gave info on your current enemy, so you found it important and told Goodwitch that you won't be missing this class
You had a feeling she wished to say something but kept it to herself
When you hear footsteps approach, you stand up right, face the direction you hear the footsteps come from, and wait, when he got to you, you put your golden hand over your chest and bowed to show respect to your mentor like you were taught from your first "Goodmorning professor"
"Ah, Professor Goodwitch informed me that you would most likely be here before me, well nevertheless I am glad there is someone hungry to learn in my class so early in the day!" He let out a hearty laugh as he unlocked the classroom door
You could tell from his voice that he was up there in age, experienced, confident in his abilities, level headed, not just what it took to teach others but also some good qualities of a fine warrior
You follow him into the room, and you both sit in silence as he gets ready for the day and waits for more students to file into the room
It took some time, but they finally started to walk in, returning the greeting to their teacher, and after some time, the seats were almost filled up, only eight seats had been left and they stayed empty until the last second when two teams came crashing through the door
You made a mental note to make sure these eight got 'special' treatment during combat classes, especially the spartan. You stared at the group, and you could tell that they got nervous under your gaze. Good was the only thing you thought
They all got to their seats and sat down, Port started not long after. "Demons, Monsters, Creatures of the Night, the Grimm have many names, but I simply call them prey."
Just like that, your school life had begun
-Timeskip brought to you by Y/n and Yang watch as Ruby and Miquella talk weapon designs-
You were now in Goodwitch's class. Everyone was seated in the bleachers off to the side of the arena while you stood next to the professor, which confused everyone as to why you weren't seated
Professor Goodwitch got to explaining how things will go in her class, leaving out how you are the TA and the current biggest obstacle in this class
Once she finished her explanation, she turned to you. "Do you already have anyone in mind, or shall we ask for volunteers?" She asked and knew your choice as you stepped forward into the arena telling her. "Have team JNPR gear up and in the arena." She simply shook her head with a small smile on her face
"It is settled all of team JNPR, gear up and be in the arena once you are done."
This confused everyone as they weren't expecting to have to d anything in their first class here, all except Pyrrha. She got a little nervous as she stood and went to change
You stood in the arena, waiting for them to enter. Soon enough, they were all there in the middle of the said arena, not fully understanding what they were supposed to do
"Now, class, this will be something you can do at any point of the day with proper supervision, that is." Goodwitch told the class before turning to the recently called team. "Now, team JNPR, your objective is to either defeat your opponent or make them submit"
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Accursed Rot (RWBY x Male Reader)
FanfictionA tale that follows a red haired swordsman that was cursed since a young age Cursed by Scarlet Rot Any art used in this story does not belong to me